So today was a big day. I moved out of my sucky freshman dorm room and back into my mom's house. And I'm not that sad about it, remarkably *rolls eyes*. I will miss people a lot. A certain someone in particular. Who doesn't/won't miss me really ( Read more... )

Well...I am done my finals. The History one went horribly. The PE and Stat exams went well. So..I am sitting here after sorta packing for awhile. It was more milling about my room and feeling sorry for myself. I am done and I want to leave. Not sit here by myself and feel sad. Dale was supposed to call me and hour and a half ago, but he didn ( Read more... )

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When days turn to nights, when love is a laugh in the dark, when people crawl around in silence for some emotion, when they have to die to know that they were alive, when society scorns love notes and roses, when sex is just sweat and lust, when bodies are just tools, they'll dream of us. Our laughs, our conversations, our truths, our faults, our ( Read more... )

I am sitting here at like 4:30 a.m. typing on my boyfriend's laptop wearing my boyfriend's boxers because I can't sleep. I thought that I was sleepy, but I was apparently mistaken. A few things are new, I suppose. I have 3 finals; none of them really scare me, except for Stat. But I only have to get a 60% on it, and he will drop the lowest ( Read more... )

I'm not really sure how I feel anymore. Every emotion seems to be wrong. I feel like whenever I get settled in, I get the ground pulled out from underneath me. But I do it to myself sometimes. I just want to be happy, but I guess that's too much to ask. Almost feel like wearing a sign that says, "If you're not going to help me in my life, then ( Read more... )

This essay is kicking my ass. I don't care about the Goths and the Romans anymore. And I certainly don't want to analyze the delicate social interaction between the two. I have no more motivation with this topic ( Read more... )

So...I got no sleep last night. None. I worked the whole time on my honors paper and didn't get done. So this morning I stopped working on it (at 8:15) and I thought about calling my mom, Dale, and random people in the phone book to cry to. But since my mom is the only one used to getting early morning calls with me crying, I chose her. I was ( Read more... )

So, I had this conversation with my mom...and I think I said far too much for her to handle. I just got on a roll and felt the need to say more and more things that I had thought of telling/asking her. I read her some of my poems (most of which are depressed angry) and she asked if I really feel like that, and if the poems were because of my ( Read more... )

This is my first entry ever. I'm not sure exactly what to say...It's my 1 month anniversary with my boyfriend, and stuff is going well. Classes are going well, but it's coming down to crunch time. I am not going to think about that just yet. I've been writing poetry like crazy. And I keep having the idea pop into my head of trying to get my ( Read more... )